Touya Yaoyao

Led by Shiro Touya, his team crouched low like cats, stealthily advancing backward. Moonlight, like quicksilver, spilled across the ground, illuminating their tense yet resolute figures. Their steps were light and cautious, as if each one carried the fate of the entire team.

Shirato's heart pounded, his fists clenched, palms slightly sweaty. He knew that any slightest sound could reveal their location and alert the enemy. Therefore, he constantly reminded himself to remain calm and not to let his guard down for even the slightest moment.

The team members followed Shiratoya's footsteps in perfect unison, their breathing becoming soft and slow, as if afraid that the enemy would notice their breathing. Everyone's nerves were on edge, their attention focused on the surrounding movements.

When they finally reached the back of the factory, they found a narrow side door. The door was half-open, letting in a faint light, as if it were watching them from the darkness. Shiratoya quickly gave a hand signal, and the team members immediately understood, spreading out in battle formation like well-trained soldiers.

Their movements were swift and silent; each person took a strategic position, ready to face any potential enemies. Shirato took a deep breath and slowly approached the door, his heart pounding as if it would leap out of his throat.

Just as they were about to reach the door, suddenly, several dazzling beams of light shot out from the crack in the door, like lightning ripped through the night sky. Immediately afterward, a deafening burst of gunfire erupted, and a dense hail of bullets swept towards them like a storm.

Seeing this, Shirato shouted without hesitation, "Take cover!" His voice was particularly loud in the hail of bullets. The team members responded immediately, quickly spreading out and nimbly taking cover behind nearby bunkers.

In an instant, gunshots echoed through the silent night sky, sparks flying like fireworks bursting in the night. Shiratoya, gun in hand, calmly returned fire while his sharp eyes surveyed the surroundings.

He quickly realized that the enemy had clearly come prepared; their firepower was exceptionally fierce and their coordination was impeccable, giving them no chance to catch their breath. Judging from the density and frequency of the gunfire, the enemy's numbers were far greater than they had initially estimated.

"Looks like we really were tipped off. These guys are really meticulous in their planning!" Bai Tao thought to himself, a fine layer of sweat appearing on his forehead. However, faced with such a perilous situation, he showed no sign of backing down, but instead became even calmer and more composed.

He quickly analyzed the enemy's firepower distribution, searching for their weaknesses. Amidst the hail of bullets, his mind was as swift as lightning, constantly adjusting tactics, directing his team to skillfully evade enemy attacks, and seize opportunities to counterattack.

Just as the battle reached a stalemate, Ye Qijia led reinforcements to the scene like divine intervention. They surged out from the side of the factory like a torrent, launching a fierce attack on the enemy like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey.

The sudden attack caught the enemy off guard, their attention was instantly diverted, and their previously tight defenses were breached. Seeing this, Shirato seized the fleeting opportunity and, without hesitation, led his team like arrows released from a bow, rushing towards the side gate of the factory.

Undeterred, they weaved through the hail of bullets, nimbly dodging enemy fire, and swiftly passed through the side door like ghosts, charging into the factory like a pack of tigers.

Upon entering the factory, a pungent smell of gunpowder and machine oil assaulted the senses, making it almost suffocating. The factory was unusually dimly lit, as if shrouded in a thick haze, making it difficult to see the surroundings clearly. Abandoned machinery and debris were scattered everywhere, giving the place a dilapidated and ruined feel.

Shirato and his team dared not be careless in the slightest. They cautiously searched the maze-like factory, each step fraught with unknown danger. Suddenly, the deathly silence of the factory was shattered by the sounds of fierce fighting ahead.

Shirato's heart tightened; he immediately realized that one of his teammates had encountered the enemy. Without hesitation, he led his team members in a frantic run towards the direction of the sound, silently praying that his teammates would be safe.

Shirai Momoya flashed into the fray like a ghost. His movements were lightning fast, each move precise and powerful, dazzling the onlookers. With a left punch, he struck an enemy squarely in the chin, who screamed and flew backward. Immediately after, he kicked another enemy in the abdomen, who doubled over in pain.

Seeing this, the other team members were also inspired by Shirato's bravery. They shouted and charged towards the enemy, and the sounds of battle filled the air. Under Shirato's leadership, the team members cooperated perfectly, launching wave after wave of attacks, and the enemy was forced to retreat in defeat.

After a fierce battle, the enemy force was finally subdued. Shirato and his team caught their breath before continuing their search. They cautiously traversed the corridor, wary of any potential enemies.

Finally, they arrived at the room where the mysterious big shot was. The door was tightly closed, and several burly bodyguards stood around like statues, expressionless. Shirato and his team exchanged glances, then quietly approached, their footsteps as light as cats.

Just a few steps from the door, Bai Taoya suddenly let out a low growl and charged towards the bodyguards like an arrow released from a bow. The other team members followed closely behind, pouncing like hungry tigers. In an instant, shouts of battle and the sounds of impact filled the air.

Bai Taoyi was incredibly fast; his fists rained down on the bodyguards, each punch carrying immense power. Although the bodyguards were strong and robust, they could not withstand Bai Taoyi's relentless onslaught and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

After dealing with the bodyguards, Bai Taoyi didn't hesitate for a moment. He kicked the door hard. With a loud "bang," the door opened.

Shirato Ya rushed into the room like a gust of wind. His gaze swept across the room with lightning speed, and then, as if drawn by a magnet, it fixed firmly on the mysterious big shot.

The mysterious tycoon was seated behind an enormous table, which resembled an impenetrable fortress, isolating him from the outside world. He leaned back slightly in his chair, his hands casually resting on the armrests, exuding an air of nonchalance.

A disdainful smile appeared on the boss's face, a smile that seemed to mock the intruders, or perhaps to show contempt for Shirato Shi and his companions. His eyes were cold and sharp, like two beams of cold light, shooting straight at Shirato Shi, sending chills down one's spine.

Beside the boss stood several burly henchmen, armed with weapons. Like loyal guards, they tightly protected him, forming an impenetrable defensive line. These henchmen all had serious expressions, and the weapons in their hands gleamed coldly, giving off a strong sense of oppression.